Kira was nowhere to be seen.
The only person in the building was the jeweller, and Nathaniel found him cowering in an underground cellar, shaking with fear as he described a dark beast with lashing tails and teeth.
Nathaniel’s blood ran cold it dawned on him: Kira had shifted.
Not so obedient after all.
Chapter 51
The Taxidermist
Kira
Kira remained panting over the glass table after Nathaniel left. She was shaking after what had happened. The bastard had dominated her, fucked her relentlessly, and plugged her up. She hated him for it, even though she’d secretly wanted him to.
Her core pulsed with satisfaction, her muscles relaxed and limp, but she was also sore. Her anus was raw, and she could still feel the space that Nathaniel had occupied as he claimed her.
He’d kissed her cheek before leaving, the door clicking shut behind him.
The air was still, the room completely silent except for the murmur of the city streets filtering in.
Kira pushed herself off the table. She couldn’t afford to waste a second. She took a step towards the door, wincing as the cum inside her rectum squelched.
Ugh.
Ignoring the protests of her body, she moved to the door and locked it, hoping it would slow Nathaniel down. Every step she took caused a squelching sound to come from her rear. It made her feel dirty, and a little satisfied at the same time.
She approached the windows.
Squelch, squelch, squelch.
The windows were shuttered, but she peeked through the slats.
Damn it.
She’d hoped to escape through the windows on this side of the building, but Nathaniel was standing on the corner of the block. She had no chance of making it to the taxidermy shop next door without him noticing—not via the windows anyway.
I’ll have to try the back entrance.
She walked behind the shop counter and swung the door open, revealing the jeweller crouching behind it. He startled, and Kira snarled when she realised what he’d been doing: watching her through a peephole.
How long had he been watching?
Had he seen her and Nathaniel have sex?
She felt a jolt. Was he taking pleasure in her helplessness while Nathaniel had his way with her?
She scowled. “You’re a sick fuck.”
The jeweller, to his credit, stood tall and straightened his jacket indignantly. “I am a voyeur.”
“You are dead meat,” Kira snarled, golden light flooding her vision as she allowed herself to shift. Morphing felt good. She’d been cooped up in human form far too long, and the tension left her body as she grew powerful, furry, and muscled. Her snarl turned deep and harsh, and she only had to gnash her teeth once before the jeweller was fleeing down the hall.
She prowled after him, but he disappeared through a side door. Rather than pursue him, she made her way to the back of the building. The plug was gone for now, but it would reappear when she returned to human form.
She shifted back into her human form as she exited the building. A small yard full of crates adjoined the two shops, and adrenaline rushed through her as she approached the taxidermy shop’s door and slipped inside.
The musty smell of furs was strong. The shop was dark and deserted.